We are in the midst of winter time
Some folks have snow so high
They cannot dig their car out
They don't even want to try.
Just wait it out, they'll tell you
I have supplies I've stored
I have a stack of mystery books
I will never ever get bored.
But you know, that is exactly why
God created seasons
He wants us to explore a change
For God always has a reason!
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